f/ Sean Price



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[Chorus]
What would ya do?

What would ya say?

[Buck]

Once again

How would ya feel?



[Buck]

Huh, what would you do

if you walked in ya crib and seen ya bitch with the next dude?



[Sean]

I'd fuck the bitch and the nigga up

figure what the fuck wrong with that nigga Ruck

Why ya trippin? You know the rules ya bitch choose me and that's cool

but why you fuck her in my home homie? Now listen

How would you feel?

You up north doing a bid and ya bitch ain't real

She ain't send you a flick of the kids

and she ain't send you no chips she done slid

and ya love her. Now what would ya say?



[Buck]

I'd let that bitch know Buck don't play

go ahead with ya cut throat ways

fuckin' every nigga, this and that nigga, relax nigga, she ain't engaged

black tale of the month, she in the page, bent back

you going for ya gat? Now would ya act?



[Sean]

Now how would ya act?

You pulled over by the cops and ya breathe smell like yac

Ya seat belt is off, do you fold or run?

and ya holdin a loaded gun [What would ya do]



[Buck]

Man, I'd put my toast in my coat and splurge

Do sixty on that open curve

Sweat down my shirt

Can't get caught, will not learn

But I will not, will not burn



[Sean]

A yo, now how would it feel?

To be thirty years old broke with a record deal

and the ends don't make it no more

to the point you can't take it no more, get a job nigga

Now where would ya go?

When ya drunk as hell and the elevators broke

and ya live on the top floor

Do you walk and say fuck it cause I got cause?



[Buck]

Now what would you do?

If you were broke on a Sunday until that next Sunday

Nice and fucked up, life is fucked up

You went from bad to worse, back to bad luck

Huh, imagine the life around us

fake bitches countless, imagine you found this?

Dvd of wifey in V.I.P, with like three, dudes[What would ya do?]

Would you say it's cool?

But if you play the fool, play this fool

so you can learn something, smarten up

How would it feel?

All for nothing



[Chorus]

What would ya do?

What would ya say? [Once again]

How would ya feel? [Get real]



[Sean]

Now what would you do?

You got caught smoking a blunt by the boys in blue [once again]

Do you flip and resist arrest?

Grip the fifth and split his chest?

I don't know nigga

Now who in the hell, said you was nice and ya record is gonna sell?

Ya beats ain't shit and ya video wack

You give sampler's and they givin them back [Yo]



[What would you do?]



[Buck]

Man what could I do? What should I do?

Should I, get with you or get rid of you

I'm sick of you, it's pitiful what bitches do

Sippin on bitches brew with bad attitude and a click to screw

Well you could fuck my click too

plus the hill, one question

How would you feel?



[Chorus]

What would you do?

What would you say? [Once again]

How would you feel?



What would you do?

What would you say? [Once again]

How would you feel?



What would you do?